I know my flaws,
so, hold your tongue,
do not hector,
at my wrongs.
I am aware,
my gentle meekness,
can be mistook,
as greatest weakness.
Peck at me,
just like a worm,
but watch your back,
as tables turn.
What you give out,
receive thrice fold,
this old folk lore,
has been foretold.
© Fool’s Gold 23.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Full Moon over Margarita (Photo credit: bilbord99)